Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Here's to a grand tomorrow!
Today has been rather blah. I spent the morning working on schedules and reports and memos - blah. I'm getting sick; I can feel it in my ears, throat and lymph nodes - bleech. I stayed in my pajamas till 2:00 - ho hum. It's awful close to that time of month - dreadful. Today I am the epitome of Eeyore:
Eeyore was very glad to be able to stop thinking for a little, in order to say "How do you do" in a gloomy manner to Pooh.
"And how are you?" said Winnie-the-Pooh.
Eeyore shook his head from side to side.
"Not very how," he said. "I don't seem to felt at all how for a long time."
On this dreary day I had nothing to write about, no revelations, no inspiration. Then I looked over at my little potted plant - the forgotten bulbs sown in dubious soil and placed on a dusky shelf. And what did those quiescent nubs do? They sprouted. And more than that they thrived and are transforming into something grand.
Today I am the bulb: indolent and sequestered awaiting the kinesis of light, water and time; all of which will come whether bidden or not. And, the beauty of it is, today, in my abjection, I am quietly sowing the seeds for a grand tomorrow.